142 Do You Dare With Fight Me?
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There was no need to ask Leng Chenfeng. Based on his surname and his face that resembled Leng Qianmo’s, Beiting Huang knew that this person was undoubtedly a member of the Leng family. However, she did not expect her teacher’s family to be so willing to bee a lackey of the Divine Hall of Judgment.
Seeing that Beiting Huang had guessed the reason, Gu Hao’s eyes were filled with provocation, as if he was mocking Beiting Huang. He did not dare to attack Beiting Huang, so naturally, there were people who dared to attack her.
This person was Leng Chenfeng.
Since that was the case, she wanted to test his strength as a four start great spirit master!
It was going to be a conflict. There was never a lack of bloody and violent fighters on this continent. Almost everyone who wanted to attend the banquet outside and outside the residence surrounded them. Everyone looked like they were watching a show and were not afraid of the people on the high platform.
The more people there were, the brighter the smile on Gu Hao’s face. Wasn’t Leng Qianmo protecting him? He had to use the most direct and shameful method to slap Leng Qianmo’s face. He had to let him know that the Divine Hall of Judgment would never allow anyone to provoke them.
Beiting Huang took a steady step forward. She raised her head and her snow-white chin was raised high. Her extremely arrogant attitude made the people around her gasp. This young man! Did he know what kind of expert he was facing?
He was the genius of the younger generation of the Shang clan, a 22-year-old seven-star great spirit master. If he could break through to the Heaven Class before the age of 23, then he would be a peerless genius second only to the Holy Son Gu Hao. Although breaking through to the Heaven Class in a year was rather uncertain, this talent was also heaven-defying.
“Lord Holy Son!” Leng Chenfeng smiled and pointed at Beiting Huang with extreme disdain. “I’m naturally talking about this person who doesn’t listen to the voice of God and follows the will of God.”
“God?” Beiting Huang laughed as if she had heard a huge joke. Only her voice echoed in the world, as if the entire city was enveloped by her voice. “I’ve never seen a dignified man be so proud and placent as a lackey.”
God? How could there be a god in the world? The so-called gods were only people who lived longer than ordinary people.
After advancing to the Heaven Class, one’s aging would bee much slower, and one’s life would be extended. Once one advanced to the Heaven Rank, one’s life would bee longer. As for God? There was only one person on this continent, and that person was the City Lord of Flame City.
How shameful was it to be slapped in front of so many people? Leng Chenfeng wanted to strangle Beiting Huang. He didn’t have as many scruples as Gu Hao. He pointed at Beiting Huang and said, “You reckless brat, are you courting death?”
“Leng Chenfeng, do you dare to fight with me? What can a man do with his mouth? I don’t have the time to argue with you. If you want to fight, show me your true ability!”
Beiting Huang flicked her long robe and put it into her interspatial ring. She was wearing a black warrior suit that accentuated her slender figure. It wrapped around her bamboo-like figure. Her snow-white mask formed the strongest visual conflict with the black. The hearts of the girls beside her thumped.
“Duel? If you want to die, I’ll fulfill your wish!” Leng Chenfeng had almost lost his mind after hearing Beiting Huang’s words. He couldn’t wait to find an opportunity to fulfill his promise to Gu Hao and kill this brat.
At the entrance of the City Lord’s Mansion was a wide plaza. The ground paved with white granite was extremely hard. Other than the statue of the Judgement God holding the Staff of Judgement, the empty central plaza had bee a special feature of the Magical Beast Fortress. Every day, there would be several duels of various forms here, providing a very good place for these hot-blooded adventurers and mercenaries.
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